Making the Cut (Saving Dallas 2)

“I love this sweet pussy.” His tongue slid across my ear and I shivered from the chill it gave me. Between his fingers, his cock and his voice, I was afraid I would never stop coming-which wasn’t a bad thing. “I missed you, baby. Welcome home.”

Chapter 21

Dallas

I made Luke promise to give me a ‘welcome home’ present when we actually got home- and one every morning for the rest of our lives. He was happy to oblige, but laughed when I told him. He must have thought I was joking. I was not joking. We were in the truck heading back to Luke’s when I saw a pack of motorcycles fly past us on the highway. Luke’s mood took a nosedive and I was reminded about all he had given up for me, but why?

“You miss your club,” I said, hoping I had used the right choice of words to start our conversation.

“I have you,” he said, smiling and grabbing my hand to kiss my fingers.

“Could you not have both?” I asked. I was walking on eggshells. I didn’t want to upset Luke any more than he already was.

“Sometimes, we have to make choices in life and sometimes those choices cause you to lose something you love. Charlie said I had to come alone. My club would not have allowed it. If I would have gone behind their back, I would have betrayed them. If something were to happen to me, I didn’t want them to have to live with it. I made the decision to do it on my own, and take the club out of it. To do that, I had to leave them. It’s a part of life, babe. Don’t think you are at fault. I love that club. I love them so much that I left to protect them. I would do it again in a heartbeat.” His smile was reassuring, but his beautiful blue eyes were full of sorrow. I decided to drop it. Luke didn’t need me reminding him of the choices he had made over the past few days. I’m sure that he thought about them all the time.

We rode in silence, only the sounds of the radio filling the truck. There was no need for words, just the company of one another was enough. I often found Luke staring at me. When I caught him, he would just smile and wink. Damn. Luke and those winks. I heard the rumble of motorcycles and gave a tight smile to Luke, hoping it was enough to soothe the mood they would put him in. Luke’s eyes narrowed when he glanced into the rearview mirror. Fear consumed me as I remembered the time that Frankie’s crew surrounded us when we were stranded on the highway. That wouldn’t be a problem again. Frankie was dead. I was surprised at the adrenaline that pumped through my veins, replacing my fear. I would kill them too, Crazy and Dennis, if I ever saw them. What the hell was I talking about? I wasn’t a killer? I mean, I had killed, but I couldn’t do it again. Could I? Four motorcycles flew past us, then moved over in front of the truck. I looked to Luke and he was smiling. Not just any smile, but that all white teeth baring smile. I looked at him like he was crazy, as motorcycles boxed us in, four in the front, four on each side and two behind us. I was about to lose my shit when I looked out of the window and saw Regg smiling at me. I turned in my seat, looking at the cuts the men wore. The Devil’s Renegades. They were here. All of Luke’s old brothers were here and they were directing us off the interstate and to a truck stop. We pulled in, the bikes lined up perfectly in front of us. I didn’t have time to even get out before my door was jerked open and Regg had me in his arms.

“Damn girl, I missed you,” he said into my hair as he held me close to him, squeezing me just a little too hard.

“I missed you too, Regg,” I said, tears of joy spilling down my face. I was pulled from one set of arms and into another as the guys took turns hugging and kissing me. The only thing that would have made the reunion better was if the ol’ ladies had been there, but I was reassured that they were at the house awaiting my arrival.

“If you don’t mind, Dallas, we are gonna borrow your man just a second. The PROSPECTS will sit here with you,” Worm said, giving me a wink. I nodded and his tall lanky body led the pack of bikers to the back of Luke’s truck. I watched as the PROSPECTS joined me, each hugging me and filling me in on how everyone was doing. Even though I wasn’t supposed to, I tuned out their voices and listened as Worm spoke to the club. They were only about fifteen feet from me, and if I didn’t know better, I would have thought he was purposely speaking loud enough for me to hear.